Post Game Lounging

Finally, a hard day of work is in the books, you've just walked off the diamond after a hard fought game of softball (or not so hard if you were on the Texas Republic squad Thursday), now the highlight of your week is at the tip of your fingers. That's right, it's time to make your way to Capitol Lounge for that House League past time of post game Lounging.

Nothing quite beats the feel of an ice cold pitcher of beer in your hand as you strategically position yourself at the flip cup table across from the opponents weakest link. In the background you can hear the Jukebox blaring out a constant barrage of classic hits from the 90's while all around you the throngs of house league heroes trade greatest moments of their games with each other. Packed in like sardines, the party rages on deep into the night, and often early morning, this is House League Softball, this is Cap Lounge, this is life the way it was meant to be lived.

You might get lucky and be asked to dance in some 3 foot box in the corner of the basement. You might get roped into a game of Truth or Dare and find yourself in any one of a thousand different positions that would in any other place be awkward, but in the Lounge, on Thursday nights, is just a normal occurrence. You might find yourself playing shuffleboard with Jose Cuervo shots on the line. Or, you simply might just find yourself standing around the pool table, enjoy your pitcher, a greasy pizza, and the company of your brothers and sisters of softball.

Thursday night post game lounging is an event filled with characters.

There's "The Work People", who shows up in their business attire, fresh from the office, though generally accepted into the fold of softball players, these people can't relate to the battle scars worn by many who fought that day.

There's "The Couple", who find a corner of the basement and somehow manage to be wasted and all up on each other within 17 minutes of arriving at the lounge, oddly, the couple forgoes leaving together to simply turn whatever corner they found into their not-so private kissing booth.

There's "The Dancers", these people generally take a couple of drinks to get going, but by 9-9:30 you can bet they'll be in full swing, doing some sort of odd body movements to whatever is coming out of the Jukebox, if you walk to close, you might get sucked in.

There's "The Mooch", we all know who these people are... and you know who you are too.

There's "The One Night Stand", can we say "hillcest"?

There's "The Drunk", either yelling in your face as if you were on the other side of the room when you are having a conversation one foot away from each other, or propped up against a wall or high chair about to pass out, we've almost all been there at some point.

There's "The Softball Guru", who no matter who he talks to, won't get off the subject of that Home Run he hit earlier, and the fact that his team won that night and he was AWESOME. Bleh.

These are just some of the people we all love and cherish every Thursday night during our post game lounging at Cap Lounge. You'd have to see it to believe it.